Our Story [End]

Reminiscing, I always ask that to myself. Do I remember that day?

I remember, that you were crying back then while I stand on the other corner, being surrounded by people, laughing with them, conversing with them, talking nonsense with them. I remember that I knew you were that girl who was always alone, who was always bullied, and was always ignored, even by the teacher. People warned me about that girl. That if i create contact, I might fall down in society. That I might become a monster, a ghost, a nobody. I remember my best friend warned me, that no one would love me anymore if I created contact with her, while my other friend warned me I would lose my hard-to-get popularity. I followed them, and became who i am because of them. I was really happy with my life back then actually.... but it always hurt to see you crying, being thrown by papers by those bullies whom I call friends. I can never take that, nor survive just seeing it. Yes, I remember. I came to you. I lent you my hand, and lectured our classmates. Actually to tell you the truth, that was the only time, the only moment, that I was near you, that I talked to you..

It's alright now. Can we be friends?

Thank you for accepting my friendship

Ah yes, I remember. The times we trolled, the times we joked, the times we pranked. I guess I became more crazy because of you. I became obnoxious, and weird. But you know? I love the way I am. I am happy that I put a smile to people. I am very happy that I am able to put a smile to you. 

Thank you, for also giving me happiness.

I remember. That I was a player back then. You would always see me beside a girl, holding her hand, joking with her, doing lovey dovey things with her. Yes, I remember you called me a flirt, jerk, idiotic, bastard. It hurts everytime I hear that. I 'm always confused as to why it hurts actually. ah yes, It hurts because it's true. I always get mad at you when you scold me of my doings, of my player doings. It's because I just don't want to admit that I am wrong. But in my amazement. I remember, I always remember. You reach out your hand to me, with a smile, saying "I'm your friend, why would I leave you?". I guess you can say I was holding back my tears, while you were there patting me, comforting me at your best even though sometimes it doesnt help. But you know...

You being there always help. Thank you.

I remember it well. You cried because of your parents' demands. You cried because of peer pressure, because of solid loneliness, because of society rules. You cried  because you were alone. I always thought, I help you because it's my debt for you for always helping me. But later on, as we grow together, I realize, I help because you are my friend. No, You are my best friend. Like you, I will comfort you at my best, even if it doesnt help any way. 

I hope that I have helped

That time? Ah yes that time. The time you confesses right?? I wouldn't forget it. I don't know if I told you, but I was very flattered at your confession. It wasn't really a confession. I just asked "You like me don't you" and you go blushing and running away like you saw a ghost. I smiled and guess it was a yes. I hope I don't hurt your feelings, nor break our friendship after I said "We can't"

But you know, it was fun, the day that we became a couple for just 1 week. It made me realize you were just a girl in love truly, but just doesn't have a clue on how to love. I smiled at those days. But after one week, you came to me with a frown and a beating fast heart as you told me. 

"I don't want to our friendship to be gone. I love our friendship, more than anything"

Friendzone? Maybe, maybe not. It hurt me, knowing we can't be a couple. But it made me happy, that we're still friends, even closer than before. I smile everyday we are together, not as a couple mind you, but as a friend, a very best best bestest friend as you always say. It's not in correct grammar, but it has a meaning, and I wouldn't agree more.

"Thank you for loving me"

Love you? .......

I guess I don't know....

What If I did?

Will we never be friends again?

I love you

So can I be your last dance?

and your last lover?

Before I leave...

And never see you again

Can I spend my last days

with you?